Journey 9: A Week in Branson AKA Silver Dollar City and More.
I'm going to get this out of the way now: I love Branson. Silver Dollar City is a big part of it. Another part is just how beautiful the area can be. But to see that beauty, one must first get to the southern edge of Missouri from Minneapolis.
I work the evening/night shift. We wanted to leave home at 6am. Can you see the problem here? So my plan was to sleep until Kansas City.
I barely slept on the ride down.
We get to Branson about 8 pm. By the time I finally crawl into bed, I've been awake for about 36 hours straight. Ugh.
This is the part where you'd expect me to head straight into Silver Dollar City, right? Nope. I'm going make you read the other boring stuff first. But chronologically, yes, I did go to Silver Dollar City the next morning.
Other than lounge around our lodgings on Table Rock Lake and Silver Dollar City, my family also went to one of the multitude of shows that Branson had to offer. The chosen show was Samson at Sight and Sound. A place that turns Bible stories into musicals. Not my choice, I would have gone to the Dolly Parton show, whatever it's called now.
Going in, I was hoping it would be more along the lines of Andrew Lloyd Webber's Joseph or Jesus Christ Superstar. Nope.
The Theatre has some amazing production value--particularly in the costume and set design. The acting in the show was good enough, with the guy playing the show's main antagonist feeling like a cross between Charlie Day and Christopher Fitzgerald (who originated Boq in Wicked), but not great. No music really stood out. And the entire production kept beating a dead horse when it came to its Biblical message. Not the best metaphor when your show uses live animals.
However, if you can stomach it, the theatre does offer backstage tours that show off how great their production design is. And the tours are led by members of the cast.
But enough of that, time to show off how beautiful our resort was.
Our lodging for the week was a 5 bedroom town home.
For those of you still reading, or just scrolling looking for the good stuff: You've found it.
I spent 2 days at Silver Dollar City during the week: alone on Sunday and then again on Thursday with dad. Day 1 was after the ride down after spending 36 straight hours awake.
I hadn't eaten anything in nearly 24 hours outside of a couple chocolate bars. So my first stop should have been the Cinnamon bread. But since I'm an absolute idiot, my first stop was Time Traveler.
I absolutely loved the ride. It was just so much fun. My first ride, by luck, I was placed in the back car as a single rider. That drop out of the station is awesome. The ride was disorienting in the best way. I think the biggest problem with the ride was the pause at the launch. Do I think it needed to be there? No, but I'm not everyone with a weak stomach. Do I think some shed-type thing could be there? Yes, but it's not needed. The ride is awesome without it.
After a couple wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey rides, you'd think now I'd finally get something to eat. Probably cinnamon bread? Still no food for me as I jumped in line to see the Saloon Show. Another funny show filled with bad jokes and pretty girls.
Several rides, a show, and over a day after I'd last had a meal, you'd think it would finally be time I found some food.
Wildfire said "not yet."
After Wildfire, I finally picked up some food. My appetite sated, it was time. Time for what you ask?
Time to take my horse to the Outlaw Run.
Riiiiide til I can't no more.
I loved Outlaw Run back when I visited back in 2014. It was slightly rougher than I remembered it, but it's still a very smooth wooden coaster and an awesome one to boot. RMC is amazing.
I did some wandering around the park, took the train to get some shots of Outlaw Run. Didn't get much.
I quickly popped into Fireman's Landing for the S&S tower (which I previously rode when it was at Celebration City). It was one of the S&S towers to add seat belts. And that slowed operations to a crawl. And the ride had no airtime and a cycle shorter than Kevin Hart.
Finally, I made my way to the front of the park for the cave tour. I stopped to get some Cinnamon Bread, but they were temporarily sold out, but I could wait a couple minutes for it to come out of the oven. In hindsight, I should have waited. I missed the cutoff for the cave tour and waited for the following one--enough time to eat a loaf. And by the time I got out of the cave, the shop had closed.
Now I won't bother sharing too many cave pictures as my phone has terrible low-light capability.
After I got out of the cave tour, the sun had descended. A perfectly dark time in the park. And almost no one left inside. I had 30 minutes of night rides available to me. There was only one option: Outlaw Run. I got another 4 or 5 rides at night at various points in the train before getting on the last dispatch of the night on Wildfire.
As previously said, Dad came with me on the second day. Which involved me dragging him around the park as much as he could handle. The constant breaks he had to take gave me some opportunities for more photography this day. So instead of a play by play I don't fully remember, I'll just leave you with some pictures and some occasional commentary on what he thought of the park.
Dad wasn't a fan of Time Traveler.
But Outlaw Run is now known as "Snot Muffin" according to dad. Please let this become a word filter.
Dad wasn't a fan that I beat him at Flooded Mine.
I finally picked up a couple loaves of Cinnamon Bread on the way out of the park. Mother was initially upset we brought it back to the lodge because we "didn't need it," but she couldn't help but wanting more.
And of course, I had to get a Time Traveler hat. Already have an Outlaw Run and Wildfire hat from previous trip.